What If Proposal

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Ready from the moment you speak the first word
My eyes close and the seduction begins
Feeling your lips rain kisses along my face
Before you journey lower
Imagining my fingers in your hair
As I pull your face closer to its destination
You part the lips in search of that swollen nub
Hidden amongst the moist folds
Hot breath on my thighs
Wet tongue flicks madly
Bringing me to the brink with ease
Fingers explore every crevice
Increasing my enjoyment
And the ripples overtake me
My nails rake up your back to your head
And I pull your mouth back to mine
Tasting the mix of you and me on your lips
Tug on your hair, straddling your hips
I roll over to please you
My tongue trails over your chest
Teeth close on your nipples
Nails dig in your shoulders
Hair trails over your belly
As I take your hardness in my mouth
Hands massaging and exploring
I hear your cries and feel you shudder
As you rip at my hair with your hands
Tasting the last bit of you
I collapse onto your chest
But feel your desire build again
Eager to please, I center my wetness
And plunge downward, filling myself
You head presses back against the pillow
I bite my lower lip and begin moving
My hair forms a curtain around our faces
As I bend to kiss you again
Your hands grip me as your hips grind into me
Skin on skin is wet with sweat
My breasts slide against you as I hold on for dear life
Both of us nearing heaven once again
Gyrating violently my teeth clamp on your neck so hard I taste blood
You’re pulling my hair and scratching my back
My fingernails embedded in the skin on your shoulders
I scream as I hit the edge of my passion
And feel you do the same
Movement continues as we relish in the soaring ecstasy
But slows, then comes to a stop
Your arms envelop me as I roll off to lie on the pillow
Spoonlike we fall to dreams, my back against your chest
Your head nuzzled in my hair, your breath on my neck
Content until I realize it’s just been a dream
An enactment of a “what if” proposal
Feel a need to make it real and with you
A need to know if it’s meant to be

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